The Sub Male Lead is Burning with Jealousy - Chapter 3 Part 1
Anais expected Rahil to criticize her for sounding childish, but surprisingly, he remained quiet. She knew he was angry, but it was difficult to soothe him. Anyway, she had no intention of kissing Rahil.
‘He really doesn’t need to kiss me, right?’
Even if he said hurtful things to protect his pride, she was determined not to take them to heart. His remarks comparing her to Angelica or boasting about his love for her didn’t deeply hurt Anais.
After all, she wasn’t here because she loved Rahil.
“Are you saying everything but a kiss is okay?”
Anais nodded to his question, which was asked in a subdued voice. Rahil bit his lip in frustration but neither backed down nor expressed his anger.
Anais was anxious about how the night would proceed. If it became painful, she planned to push Rahil away immediately.
‘Huh?’
She gasped as Rahil suddenly embraced her.
Whether out of anger or another emotion, he held her so tightly it almost hurt. At one point, she thought it was painful but endured it.
“You are really… infuriating,” Rahil whispered, loosening his grip. He knew his feelings of betrayal were unreasonable. He liked another woman, yet he wanted Anais’s first kiss to be with him – it seemed so unfair.
Even though he knew it, Rahil felt an overwhelming desire to be petulant. He thought it wouldn’t matter if his first kiss was with her, even if he had to make countless concessions to keep her as his wife. Even if I generously concede and allow her to get lovers, wouldn’t it be okay if her first kiss is with him?
‘What’s so important about who the first kiss is with!’
What mattered was the last kiss. Of course, thinking this way made him feel like he would lose his mind if Anais’s last kiss was with another man. Nevertheless, he wanted to be the one to claim Anais’s first kiss as his own.
“Since you’ve allowed everything else….”
Though his embrace loosened, he didn’t let go. Rahil played with Anais’s fine hair and caressed her round shoulder. He could feel her tension.
She must dislike it. The idea of touching someone who loves another woman.
But Rahil thought of her as his. Only he could father a child with Anais.
‘Even if you have another man in your heart…. Damn it!’
It’s troubling to him that Anais might like another man. He found himself infuriated, even though he had already agreed to allow five concubines as per their marriage contract.
She is mine, isn’t she? That’s the point of marriage, isn’t it? She is supposed to be mine… Yet, it was he, himself who first strayed. He was the one who harbored feelings for another woman but still hypocritically proposed a marriage.
I was the first to mistake and I continue to do so, hence I have no right to make demands on Anais. My reason understands this, but my emotions refuse to accept it.
I feel so infuriated and wronged, as if burning inside. Can I really just stand by? Does she really think I’d allow her to turn her attention to another man while I’m here?
Fighting the urge to bite those pouty lips, Rahil proceeded to remove Anais’ nightgown with deliberation, not in haste.
Aware that acting on violent impulses could get him thrown out of the bedroom, this course of action would certainly stray from his recently set goal of winning her first kiss.
Anais found Rahil’s seething gaze puzzling. He seemed angry, yet his touch was tender and… passionate.
‘Should I say I understand?’
The nightgown she had put on before bed was not actually intended for their wedding night. The attire the maids had prepared was more risqué and revealing. The nightgown she was wearing now was simply loose and made of a soft fabric.
‘This should be fine. The outfit they prepared could have led to unnecessary misunderstandings.’
Anais was set on not allowing any misinterpretation of her affection for Rahil. That was her only way to get along with him.
Since the nightgown’s shoulders were loose, they easily slid down her arms, and nothing was worn underneath, leaving her br*asts exposed.
‘Aah.’
The thought that it was embarrassing crossed her mind, prompting Anais to try and cover herself with her arms. However, it was Rahil who stopped her.
‘It’s thrilling, yet your expression is still so beautiful.’
I want to kiss those tempting lips. Rahil watched Anais’ lips and eyes intently, his infuriation entwined with desire.
His gaze shifted slowly downward, causing Anais’ face to blush even more.
‘I’ll make you even more embarrassed.’
Since he felt angry, it felt justified to do that. It wouldn’t be harmful, so perhaps it was okay.
“Ah!”
When he suddenly kissed Anais on the cheek, she was startled. Rahil looked at her blushing face mischievously and said,
“It’s just a kiss on the cheek, it should be fine, right.”
“It’s, it’s fine… but… ah!”
It felt good to see her face turn red. It was thrilling to think that it was because of him. Tonight, yes!
“Let’s see if you’ll let me kiss you.”
As he pulled down her nightgown, Anais looked flustered. Even if it was something she understood in her head, it was still embarrassing.
It was the first time she had been n*ked in front of someone who wasn’t a maid. Rahil lifted her waist and pulled down the garment to her thighs.
“Ah….”
She looked pretty even when she couldn’t resist, covering her face with both hands. Pressing his lips on the back of her hand that covered her face, Rahil saw Anais looking at him through her fingers with surprised eyes.
Why is she making that face?
‘Cute, even when I can’t kiss….’
Lifting her body by supporting her hips, Rahil saw Anais gasp in surprise. It must have been because Rahil’s hand touched the bare skin of her hips.
‘Ah, what to do.’
He was nervous, but it became too enjoyable to treat Anais this way. Completely removing her nightgown from her legs, Anais became simply n*ked.
